Reborn as the protagonist in the infinite anime
2 An exciting lottery draw

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'Ding…data transfer completed.' Meng Haoran opened his eyes wide and woke up. Meng Haoran didn't have time to complain about why he fainted. He asked in his heart,""What time is it? System,"" The host has been unconscious for two minutes. It is now 7:04 Tokyo time. There are still 16 minutes to class."

As a result, a legend appeared on the road to the Youth Academy. A man rode a bicycle at a speed faster than a car on the road. People only saw his back and vaguely saw a student. The busybody named it "The Speeding Top Student". Alright, Brainiac couldn't afford to be hurt.

Finally, Meng Haoran arrived at Year 1, Class 3's classroom one minute before class started. " Ding, ding, ding..." The intense English study began, and Meng Haoran started to daydream again. Of course, this was the situation in the eyes of others.

The truth was," System, I want to draw a lottery!”

" Alright, please choose to start."

A huge wheel that was twice the size of Meng Haoran appeared in front of Meng Haoran. There were eight areas on it, and each area took up one-eighth of the total area. On it, there were 'Basic Godly Level of Tennis',' Strength 1','Agility 2',' Supporting 2-Star Title','100,000 yen' and 'Intermediate Skill: Outer Spinning Serve, Anatta First Level, Thank You for the Lottery Draw.

Meng Haoran was stunned by the power of the system. A sense of happiness surged through his entire body. The eight items were easy to understand. Other than the " 2-star supporting role title ", the rest were easy to understand for an otaku like Meng Haoran. Other than the " Thank you for the lottery draw " that was necessary for the lottery draw, the rest of the worst items were very useful to Meng Haoran. It was awesome to draw the first level of the Anatta Realm. This was exclusive to the main character. As long as there was the word "Anatta", it was a divine skill.

He decisively chose the lottery draw." Ding, congratulations on drawing the tennis basic god level." Not bad, this was exactly what he needed now. "Do you wish to continue the lottery?" The " Godly level tennis basics " disappeared and was replaced by " 8 stars for supporting roles."

"Continue, finish the rest." Meng Haoran muttered.

'Ding…congratulations on drawing 8 stars for supporting role, Agility 2'

"What's the use of an 8-star supporting role?"

" This represents a title. It's very rare. With it, you can reach the battle prowess of a supporting character of 8 stars in the shortest time possible, which is the standard of this world's Peach City. It will take about one day to convert. Do you want to convert?"

" I want it! This feels so good! I'm about to become an expert! The system is showing my stats!"

Name: Meng Haoran

[Strength: 7 points (10 points for a 25-year-old man, reflecting human strength)]

[Agility: 10 points (10 points for a 25-year-old man, reaction speed)]

[Reflexes: 11 points (10 points for a 25-year-old man, reflexes of a person)]

[Mystical Energy: 0 (Reflects a person's mystical energy, such as internal energy, true energy, magic power, chakra, etc.)]

[Title: 8-star supporting role]

[Skills: Basic tennis: God-level]

[Combat power: 29 points (rising to 86 points)]

[Number of Lottery Draw: 0 (used for Lottery Draw)]

"System, why did it rise to 86 points and not 89 points?”"There are strong and weak 8-star supporting roles. If it's not 81 points, then laugh.”"Um…"

" Ding ding…" Class was over. How could he not meet the main character in the world of the King of the Net? Meng Haoran got up and walked towards the tennis court. Two minutes later, Meng Haoran saw a familiar scene. A few seniors were bullying the trio of Katsuhiro, Katsuo, and Horio, asking them to pay up. " Hehe," Meng Haoran laughed when he saw this familiar scene.

"What are you laughing at? Little brat, come and try!”One of the seniors said angrily. "Ding, detected that the scenario meets the criteria for issuing a mission.

[Mission: Pierce through their lies]

[Description: Teach the seniors a lesson on behalf of the protagonist. Let them know how powerful the juniors are.]

[Reward: Strength 2]

[Failure penalty: None]

Do you accept?"

"Then I'll give it a try. If I lose, don't go back on your word." Meng Haoran walked over and thought,"I'll try." The System accepted the mission.

"Okay, the rules are to knock down the other side of the pot with a tennis ball. One ball is 100 yuan, and if you hit it, you get 10,000 yuan.”

Meng Haoran saw the jar full of stones on the opposite side take out his special tennis racket and hit the ball with the most professional posture. As expected, the pot fell.

"Impossible!" "That's fine!" The seniors were stunned. "Pay up!" Meng Haoran smiled. "What money? We didn't say we were going to give it!”One of the seniors quibbled. Meng Haoran's face darkened. Just as he was about to show them the power of 10 points of strength, Tao Cheng suddenly walked over." I heard you. You said you wanted to pay 10,000. Seniors can't bully juniors, right?”He looked like he was going to get angry if he didn't give it to her.

In the end, the money was still given, and the money of Lian Shenglang, Katsuo, and Horio was returned.

"What's your name?" Tao Cheng said to Meng Haoran. "Meng Haoran." "Country Z! That's rare. You're good at tennis. Want to play?”" No, I don't want to play an unfair match. See you in the ranking match," Meng Haoran said and turned to leave.

"Oh, did you notice? So sharp." Tao Cheng looked at Meng Haoran's back and whispered.

Time returned to one minute ago.

"System, check the attributes of Peach City."

Name: Taocheng Wu

[Strength: 12 points (10 points for a 25-year-old man, reflecting human strength)]

[Agility: 9 points (10 points for a 25-year-old man, reaction speed)]

[Reflexes: 10 points (10 points for a 25-year-old normal man, reflexes of a person)]

[Mystical Energy: 0 (Reflects a person's mystical energy, such as internal energy, true energy, magic power, chakra, etc.)]

[Title: 8-star supporting role]

[Skills: Basic tennis: Grandmaster]

[Spike: Grandmaster]

[Combat power: 50 points (86 points, injured)]

"I'll tell you. I'm afraid I won't win. I haven't finished converting my combat power.”Meng Haoran thought to himself.

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